I found myself thinking of an old friend of mine, an IBM watcher whose company was called International Technology Group. It was in Santa Cruz, Calif. among other locations. There are a few Brian Jefferys on the Internet, but none of them are mine. I fondly recall our discussing his youth as a labor party organizer, when he would go door to door to encourage voters. Along the way he would sing The Red Flag (pelf is not a typo; it is an obscure, mostly English synonym for ill-gotten gains or filthy lucre)
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
My hope is that he’ll google himself someday, find this, and get in touch with me.
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